Chapter 622: The Justice of Righteousness!

Chapter 622: The Justice of Righteousness!

Akainu had just dealt with the damage caused by the Bear's intrusion into Mariejois, and his presence there for a while had deterred the Revolutionary Army from harassing the Celestial Dragons, allowing some food supplies to be delivered.

But just as the food was being stored in the warehouse, Akainu had barely left to attend to his Marine duties when the Revolutionary Army seized the opportunity to launch another assault.

Boom!!

An explosion erupted from the warehouse area, sending a massive cloud of smoke into the air. The sounds of battle echoed throughout the town of Mariejois, causing panic among the Celestial Dragons. They frantically urged their slave mounts to flee.

"Damn it! They've already destroyed it once! How dare they come back! We are the World Nobles! This is a capital offense, all of them must die!"

"That's right! And the current guards are useless! They let the revolutionaries in! Execute them all!"

"You slave! Run faster!"

A Celestial Dragon lashed a whip at the slave beneath him, but the slave's movements grew slower and slower. Eventually, the Celestial Dragon drew a pistol and aimed it at the slave's head. "That's it! You're fired! I'll go myself!"

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a flock of crows descended, and their bodies detached from the slave. Nearby, a bald man in a black feathered cloak spread his arms, controlling the crows. He turned to the slave and said, "You are free. Come with us."

The leader of the Revolutionary Army's Northern Division, responsible for Northern Sea affairs, was Crow.

The slave stood there in shock, then quickly rose to his feet, choking back tears. "Th-thank you!"

"What a ruckus! I'll take care of this!"

The leader of the Southern Division, Cat-Fur Tribe member Lindberg, activated the device on his back, revealing a cannon. He fired at the guards who were trying to stop them from a distance, causing another explosion.

The leader of the Western Division, Moria, held a steel fork in his hand and severed the hand of a green bull that had transformed into a tree-like being. He then pierced the bull's other hand and said in a peculiar tone, "Don't get too angry, boy!"

"It's not like you guys showed up again!"

The green bull cursed, "It didn't work last time, and now you're starting again? After Sakazuki left, you guys came back. You have no guts or honor!"

"Freeing slaves is our honor!"

The crows in the air dove down, and the black feathered cloak on the man's back transformed into a swarm of crows, ready to attack the green bull.

Just then, a unique gravitational force crushed the crows, reducing them and their controller to black ash that scattered in all directions.

But the scattered ash quickly regrouped into the form of a crow. It hovered in the air, staring at the blind man in a purple kimono who held a staff-sword, "Is that you, Fujitora?"

Fujitora opened his white eyes and stood his staff-sword upright, slowly drawing the blade from its sheath.

The gravitational force gradually pressed down from the sky. "Hey! What are you doing?" Moria, sensing something amiss, asked urgently.

"I plan to bring down a meteorite," Fujitora replied.

"Stop! This is Mariejois, the sacred land! You can't do that!" Moria shouted.

"Ugh, what a hassle," Fujitora said, sheathing his staff-sword and shaking his head. "This won't do, neither will that. If this continues, hmm..."

He turned his head towards a group of fleeing slaves in the distance, then looked down. "Forget it, I'll leave it at that."

Farther away, Jabra, Kalifa, Bruno, and Owl stood motionless, quietly observing the scene.

"Are you really not going to do anything? If they blame us from above, we'll be in trouble," Jabra said.

"Pfft," Owl replied.

Jabra crossed his arms. "We don't have enough manpower. They brought us back from Ohara, but that guy Kaku 'died.' He's the lucky one, enjoying life in Ohara. We have to come back and work hard. Just 'execute' me, the Celestial Dragons are too stingy."

They had been recalled from Ohara recently, and they hadn't even enjoyed their new assignments for long.

Unlike Kaku's leadership, where everyone had their own tasks, Kaku worked as a shipwright, Kalifa as a secretary, and Bruno owned a bar, each having their own connections to gather information from various sources, they were self-sufficient.

Jabra was different. He relied on pleasing Spandine to obtain information, and with Owl by his side, he had given up on gathering intelligence long ago.

Whatever Spandine told him to say, he would say. Spandine was generous and didn't mind such matters, and most of the time, he didn't even need to ask. Lily would have a junior officer give him a document, and he would report it to Spandine, and that was that.

In Ohara, they lived a life of luxury, enjoying delicious food, shopping, and leisure.

To be honest, their hearts were already with Spandine.

If it weren't for the need to maintain contact, Jabra wouldn't have known about the others, but he himself had considered defecting like Foxy.

He hadn't planned to defect, but the team led by Kaku, who had a seemingly closer ties to the World Government. Egghead Island, he gasped, "I'm... I'm free!"

Now, with his love for shipbuilding and a share in the shipyard, he would soon become a wealthy man.

In contrast, the Tenryuubito are rich, undoubtedly so. However, their wealth is not their own, and they just declared that everyone involved should be executed.

It's time to get going; he's exhausted.

It would have been better to make up their minds and go to Ohara earlier; it's much more comfortable there than here.

"Do we really not need to mention that matter?"

Kalifa, on the other hand, thought of another layer and pushed up her glasses, "The Captain's intention is to inform them, and it's fine if they know."

"On the contrary, it's also fine if we don't tell them."

Jabura smirked as he stared at the fleeing Tenryuubito, saying, "If they wanted to know, they should have known by now, didn't Sag say so? What kind of pirate crew doesn't have spies? It's either a small-scale crew or a moldy one."

It's strange not to have spies among Sag's nearly eighty thousand troops, including the Navy, the World Government, the Revolutionary Army, and other pirate crews.

Even their CP0 doesn't know where the spies are because there are too many, and they don't belong to a single system.

However, if these guys were to speak up, they should have known by now, but the higher-ups still act clueless.

This means everyone has tacitly chosen to remain silent.

As for why they don't speak up...

Aside from the weapon, there's also Sag's usual style.

He knows there are spies, so what?

They're useful!

Much more useful than ordinary pirates!

The spies also know that Sag is aware of them, and so what?

They're indeed useful!

They board ships to plunder and then govern when they disembark. With their cultural understanding and navigational skills, they can make full use of geographical conditions. As long as they're careful not to expose themselves—no, even if they get drunk and let something slip, no one will pursue it. They just need to focus on their work and not cause trouble by breaking the rules.

On the contrary, because they perform well, their salaries have increased significantly, and sometimes they can even get a larger share of the loot.

They can even afford to buy a house and settle down in Ohara.

The Governor doesn't care about anything; identity doesn't matter as long as they can work and follow the rules. Anyone who comes is a member of the Worldslider Pirates, and anyone who chooses to settle down is an Ohara native.

Moreover, no evil deeds are committed within Ohara's borders. Aren't the residents there also human? They live much better than the people in their hometown.

They are all ordinary people, pirates and Navy, and from ancient times until now, they have never been eliminated. So why not change their way of life?

Those who can be spies are those with quick wits, and none of them are confused. The confused ones are in the Navy.

However, no matter how quick-witted they are, they are still low-level individuals, and low-level individuals don't have much say. Naturally, they can't decide for themselves, and they're not the type to sacrifice for the World Government.

So, they only care about their self-interest.

And that's where the comparison comes in.

Under the World Government, before they arrived in Ohara, they couldn't even afford to send money back home.

It's not enough to improve their lives, and there's a possibility that the tax will increase if the gold in the sky isn't sufficient this year.

After arriving in Ohara, they pay taxes, but they also earn more, so they pay more taxes. There's never a situation where they have to pay extra taxes, and everyone lives better without worrying about being devastated by war.

The Governor is the biggest pirate, and who dares to do such a foolish thing? In the first half of the New World, the Governor's reputation is much more useful than the Navy.

Pirates all come to the New World after being chased by the Navy. When they encounter the Navy, they either flee or fight, but they never say they're afraid.

However, once in the New World, if they obediently sail from the first half to the second half, it's fine if they don't raid islands that Sag hasn't discovered. But if they dare to touch an island with a flag, they'll face consequences.

The Governor has already spoken; he reserves the right to pursue any infringement on his territory.

Forget about raiding; even on an uninhabited island, where nothing has been developed, stepping on it without permission is an invasion of his land, and he can take action. He can twist your head off at any time.

This has led to the arrogance and domineering nature of the Worldslider Pirates.

The newest, smallest, and most talkative member of the crew speaks up and take the lead!

When they encounter an unfamiliar pirate crew, they let them go if they're in a good mood, but if they're not, they'll find any excuse, like stepping on their territory, to start a fight. And it's only okay for them to hit the other crew, not the other way around.

Even if those pirates are strong, what's the point of winning?

If they lose, it's their bad luck, but if someone wants to get rid of them, they'll have to bear the consequences and face the wrath from above.

It's too easy to investigate someone with the World Government's intelligence, underground world information, and Sag's own intelligence. They can find out when a person set sail, when they left the Calm Belt, and when they arrived in the New World, and by calculating the time, they can roughly pinpoint a few suspects.

Whether they're the real culprits or not doesn't matter; someone has to take the fall. This happened recently when a patrolling pirate ship encountered a pirate crew. They intended to pick a fight but were defeated and had their ship sunk.

This incident caught the attention of the authorities, and Jabura personally handled it, eventually identifying five pirate crews.

Then, they were all annihilated.

In such cases, evidence isn't necessary. If it's challenging to find the culprit, it's better to eliminate them all.

If the Emperor of the Seas isn't ruthless, who else would be?

After this incident, the Worldslider Pirates became even more arrogant, behaving as if they owned the world.

They were already the most powerful pirate crew, unlike the stinky pirates from the outside seas. They had good treatment, injury compensation, and even benefits for their families. To put it bluntly, even if they died, someone would bury them.

In terms of treatment, the Apocalypse Pirates had better conditions than the Navy, and they also valued their posthumous affairs. This made the Navy's spy agents reconsider.

In terms of respect, the Apocalypse Pirates didn't treat their agents like the World Government, ordering them around and sacrificing them at will. Nor did they serve the Celestial Dragons with fear and trembling. Here, as long as you performed well, you would undoubtedly receive rewards.

If they were worried about not performing well, they could undergo further training. With a shortage of talent and an overabundance of population, there was always a need for managers, and opportunities would not be withheld.

This also swayed the World Government's spy agents.

As for the civilians, the silver medalists, or even the spies under a Yonko, it was even simpler. If they could settle down here, it meant they could follow the rules.

If they could follow the rules, then the Apocalypse Pirates would naturally be better than any other pirate crew, and they wouldn't face any consequences.

In the past, although people were tempted, some still understood the gap between the World Government and the Apocalypse Pirates. That's why they passed on information, but this time, the crucial information was not shared by anyone.

Sagel openly informed everyone that Pluton was about to be reactivated and that they had found the energy source.

Some people didn't know what the ancient weapons were, but when they heard that they could raise the sea level by a meter and destroy an entire country, they understood their significance.

Since even the Governor had this, did it mean they had nothing to fear?

If they had no fears, then did they truly have another choice?

This matter, which should have been reported to the higher-ups, was kept secret due to mutual understanding. Not a word was leaked, and even the owls tightened their zippers. Recently, they even sewed their mouths shut.

Only recently did they relax, and he began to speak.

If this matter succeeded, it would be the best outcome for them. At the very least, it would ensure that they wouldn't end up like Kaku, who dedicated himself to the mission only to become a sacrificial pawn at a critical moment.

If not for Sagel, Kaku would have been doomed.

They needed an escape route, and the wider it was, the better.

"In this kind of situation..."

Brunoh gazed at the two admirals who were restrained and said slowly, "In Ohara, this is impossible."

"That's right."

Kalifa pushed up her glasses, and the lenses reflected the light as she spoke, "Whether it's the Governor or Lily, they won't hold back when faced with such a situation. The Celestial Dragons are sometimes a burden."

"Yo-yo-ee, Akainu's reluctance to fully engage in the last Bear attack made him look bad. These Celestial Dragons are so annoying. We can't use our full strength, so it's better to leave."

"Speak less."

Jabura burst into laughter, "Be careful, or we'll arrest you. When we go hunting, you can make up the numbers."

Kalifa's lips curled up as she watched the Celestial Dragons flee in panic without any dignity. She whispered, "Do these people truly deserve to rule over us? I finally understand Lucci's insight. He saw it before us, but I don't know if he experienced it."

What was so different about these people's blood?

"Alright! Let's get to work. We can't just stand here; the World Nobles can't have accidents. We haven't reached that point yet."

Jabura grinned and clenched his fists, "Stop those rebellious revolutionaries!"

"Wait!"

At this moment, Kalifa suddenly shouted, "Something's wrong!"

Fujin, who had exchanged a few moves with a crow, suddenly sheathed his sword. A large group of slaves had gathered around him without him noticing, all glaring at Fujin.

"Why has it come to this?"

Fujin looked up with a heavy heart and silently faced the direction of the Pangaea Palace.

He didn't hold any grudges against the revolutionaries. He had intended to exchange a few moves casually, but as they fought, he didn't know why so many people with strong emotions had gathered around.

They were all slaves.

He couldn't see them, but he could hear their voices—their resentment towards the Celestial Dragons, their anxiety about being slaves, and their despair.

In their hearts, they revealed the unbearable things they had experienced as slaves and the hope of finally escaping and regaining their freedom.

Some people were even more determined. Since they had escaped, they would escape to the end. After all, if they returned, they would be executed. It was better to fight now and stop this strong opponent, even if it meant only weakening him by a fraction.

It was like a ray of light in the darkness, though faint, its appearance seemed to shine on his sword, making the weightless "Gambler's Fireline" feel like a thousand pounds.

There was no reason to draw the sword, but he couldn't just stand by and ignore them!

"Are you really gods?"

Fujin couldn't help but ask, "Why? There are better ways to solve this. Why do it this way? Can't anyone hear the voices of these people? Or are those people born with the right to take lives at will?"

"I am a Navy, carrying the name of 'Justice' and upholding justice. So, I will not go against the justice in my heart!"

He drew his sword, passed through the surrounding slaves, and aimed at the soldiers gathered in front of Green Bull, "I will take them down!"

(End of Chapter)

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